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Writer's pictureClint Haugen

For The Spirit

I stopped moving my body

  And my belly has grown over my belt

And my muscles disappeared 

  

 Now I am short and hairy—with a dad bod

 

    I eat food

And then food eats me 


   The brain runs laps

But the biceps shrink


   Knowledge grows

And so does my belly


     But

This little life

    Is the brain

And the body

   And the spirit 

And we have to work all three 

  If we want to be healthy


So, I’ll go on a jog

  And pick up some weights

To work the body


I’ll write, read and learn

   For the brain


And for the spirit

     I’ll fight and fuck

         Like my life depends on it


Because 

It turns out

  My life really does depend on it.


CH 4/3/24

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